What are your favorite emojis?
If my emojis ruled the land,
Wink, laugh, heart, and coffee in hand,
With a thumbs-up, leading the band!
The Royal Court of My Emojis
Author: SIMI
A lover of life and its divine details, I chose many professions, but writing chose me. The word infinity has always stirred a quiet wonder in me, about where we come from, where we’re going, and what lies beyond. It is this wonder that fuels my words.
A certified life coach, dentist, nutritionist, dietitian, content creator, and French language enthusiast, I wear many hats, but at heart, I’m a seeker. A seeker of meaning, of beauty, of the unseen stories that surround us. To me, life is not a destination, but a sacred process of continuous learning, feeling, and unfolding.
This space, Poetry and Fitness, is where my passions meet: emotional well-being, physical health, parenting reflections, and poetic expression. Through every post, every poem, and every quote, I hope to spark thought, healing, and a sense of connection.
Thank you for being here. Let’s grow, heal, and rise together.
A Life Well Stirred
What topics do you like to discuss?
“I love to speak where joy takes flight,
In nature’s arms and morning light.
Where laughter rings from young and old,
And stories by the fire are told.
Of herbs that heal and food made kind,
Of peace we stir and strength we find.
Of music soft, of yoga’s flow,
Of breath that helps the spirit grow.
Ask me of life, I’ll gently share,
It lives in all moments warm not rare.”
Simi
The Leap Of Faith
When is the last time you took a risk? How did it work out?
I took a risk, unsure, afraid,
Sent my son where paths weren’t laid.
“Isha” called with quiet grace,
A school, a space, a sacred place.
No map in hand, just mother’s trust,
But magic bloomed, as all things must.
He found himself, so bold, so true,
And soared beyond what I once knew.
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A Hope
In Pahalgam’s hush, a promise lies,
Of rising suns and endless skies.
Though shadows fall and tears may stream,
The soul still dares to dream its dream.
Scarred but sacred, this land stands tall,
Wrapped in the tricolor, embracing all.
We rise not just to heal, but to defend,
With hope as our shield, and justice our stand.
Simi
Love In Camouflage
Describe a risk you took that you do not regret.
He came with stars stitched on his chest,
A wanderer with no time to rest.
I chose the fire, the fight, the flame,
A soldier’s love, no easy game.
I Am Pahalgam
I am Pahalgam,
Cradled by mountains, carved by rivers,
a hymn of hush, a cradle of peace.
But today, I weep.
What should have bloomed,
a festival of footsteps,
laughter spilled like sunlight on pine,
was shattered by shadows,
by hands heavy with hate.
They were not merely taken,
they were chosen
By a blindness that fears faith,
by a cruelty that marks belief as a wound.
Now, my meadows hold their breath.
The trails sleep beneath dust.
The breeze, once laced with whispers of joy,
carries only the mourning of the land.
This is no passing sorrow.
It is a scar,
etched deep into my valleys,
aching, unhealed, unforgettable.
Simi
No Room For Regret
Write about a time when you didn’t take action but wish you had. What would you do differently?
I charge with will, no moment I dodge,
Regret finds no home where I boldly lodge.
When action calls, I rise, I strike,
With fire in my soul and thunder alike.
Master Of My Mind
What makes you nervous?
No rush, no fuss, I take my pace,
Even big things find their place.
My thoughts may spark, but I stay clear,
I choose the peace, not the fear.
Ripples, Not Knots
How do you unwind after a demanding day?
“Unwinding’s a myth when you’re never too tight,
I dance through my chaos with laughter and light.
No knots to loosen, no burdens to drop,
Just moments that ripple, and gracefully stop.”
Threadlight
How do you use social media?
I use it like a quiet stream,
Not to shout but softly dream.
To share a thought, a verse, a view,
To light a spark in hearts anew.
No race for likes, no need to chase,
Just drops of truth in digital space.
A whispered word, a healing tone
To make the scrolling soul feel known.
A mirror of both peace and strife,
A curated slice of mindful life.
Not to impress, but to express
A little less noise, a little more depth.
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